Chapter 227 Mr. Fang, Help Me

Seeing Zhu Di throwing something, the eunuch couldn't help taking a step forward, but Zhu Zhanji caught the brush with a smile, and shouted: "Thank you, Grandpa, for the reward, grandson will go to the small kitchen at the father's side first, and honor him at night." How many dishes do you have. (∧1)

Seeing the vigorous pace of his grandson leaving, Zhu Di couldn't help smiling, but when Zhu Zhanji walked away, that smile turned cold.

"Investigate! Thoroughly investigate Guanglu Temple!"

...

Miao Yuan's house looks inconspicuous at all, but when you walk into the backyard, you realize that the luxury here is comparable to that of salt merchants.

Arriving here, the 'big brother-in-law' Lin Zhiyuan became cautious, smiling all over his face at the maid who led the way, for fear of offending others and affecting his sister's status.

Miao Yuan had just left the yamen, and two maids were helping him clean his face.

With the hot towel on his face, Miao Yuan couldn't help sighing comfortably.

After uncovering the towel, Miao Yuan frowned and looked at Lin Zhiyuan, "What are you doing here?"

These words were very blunt, but Lin Zhiyuan didn't complain at all, he even smiled flatteringly, "Master Miao, Fang Xing, the number one freshman, came to threaten me today and said that he was going to give you to..."

Miao Yuan said wearily: "Where's Xie Wentong? Didn't he fix it?"

"ah?"

Lin Zhiyuan said in shock: "But I haven't seen Mr. Xie today!"

"Snapped!"

The still warm towel was thrown on Lin Zhiyuan's face. Miao Yuan stared at Lin Zhiyuan with triangular eyes, and said coldly: "Do you think that other people are your servants who come and go when you call them?"

But today Xie Wentong didn't come to report the result to himself, Miao Yuan was also a little dissatisfied, thinking about finding a chance to beat him up.

"Go back, let me know before you come next time."

Miao Yuan wouldn't be so polite if he didn't think that Lin Zhiyuan could make some money for himself.

"Yes, yes, let's go, little one."

Although Lin Zhiyuan was driven away, he felt at ease because of Miao Yuan's attitude.

Wait,

Fang Xing waited for the Northern Expeditionary Army to set off, I will make you look good at that time!

Lin Zhiyuan walked out with the maid, and when he reached the gate, he took out a small string of copper coins from his purse and handed it over, raised his head and said, "Take it and buy some food."

The maid curled her lips in disdain, but still took it.

Lin Zhiyuan looked back at the mansion behind him, and secretly swore in his heart: One day, I, Lin Zhiyuan, will also become famous!

"Let's go!"

After yelling at the doorman, Lin Zhiyuan regretted that he gave too much respect when he came.

Just one step out of the threshold, Lin Zhiyuan saw a group of soldiers trotting in the distance.

"What's going on here?"

Lin Zhiyuan looked around, but he didn't see any bandits.

Be careful, Lin Zhiyuan told the coachman to pull the carriage aside so as to get out of the way.

But this group of soldiers came straight here, and rushed into Miao's house under Lin Zhiyuan's dull gaze.

When the remaining sergeants saw the carriage, they shouted, "Who are you waiting for?"

The coachman was so frightened that he slumped on the ground, Lin Zhiyuan could only feel his heart beating so fast that he could even hear his voice.

"Several officials, the younger ones are resting here, so let's go now, let's go now."

Lin Zhiyuan walked over, kicked the coachman with his toes, and shouted: "Hurry up!"

The carriage drove away, and not long after, Miao Yuan, who had an official face just now, was dragged out like a dead dog.

In the Fang family, Fang Xing looked at the two women who were rushing to work on their clothes, and said softly, "When I'm in the army, I don't need so many clothes. I'll just go and buy them elsewhere. You guys should rest."

Zhang Shuhui raised her head, her gaze shifted and she said: "Husband, the clothes in those tailor shops are not densely stitched, and I'm afraid I won't be able to wear them for long."

It was rare for Xiaobai to sit still. She rested her feet lightly on the back of the bell. After biting off a thread, she said with red eyes, "Master, how long will it take you to come back this time?"

Fang Xing smiled and said, "About half a year."

In fact, there is some truth in these words, starting from Jinling, and then waiting for Zhu Di to assemble the army, even if the war goes well, basically he will not be able to return for half a year.

Zhang Shuhui knew, so she was just preparing the clothes silently. As for the food, it wouldn't last long after preparing it, so why not make up for it at home.

It was another bowl of chicken soup at night, Fang Xing felt that if he continued like this, he would probably be kicked out of the Northern Expedition Army by Zhu Di.

"I'm going to get fat."

Fang Xing grabbed Zhang Shuhui's little hand and looked down at her.

"Master, someone is looking for you."

"Why!"

Fang Xing let go of his hands and said in a low voice, "Get the hot water ready, let's wash together."

In the past, Zhang Shuhui would definitely not agree, but today she hummed lightly, which lifted Fang Xing's heart and went to the front in a happy mood.

Married for a long time, but Zhang Shuhui is still very conservative in some aspects. This slit was opened today, Fang Xing believes that this is just the beginning.

But this good mood dissipated after seeing the man in the front hall.

Fang Xing walked in, and said coldly: "Boss Lin is here, dare to ask, but did you like my house?"

Paralyzed! What is this thing for? Could it be that he feels that he has the chance to win and that he is here to force the palace?

Fang Xing really wanted to kill him at this moment.

"Plop!"

But the next moment, Fang Xing was astonished by Lin Zhiyuan's performance.

After kneeling on the ground, regardless of the pain in his knees, Lin Zhiyuan pleaded: "Mr. Fang, I, Lin Zhiyuan, are the ones who are blind, please let me go, I will give you the title deed of Mingyue Tower when I return..."

After looking up and seeing that Fang Xing was still unmoved, Lin Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, "My little family still has some floating money, please take it with Mr. Fang."

"Why bother!"

Fang Xing looked at Lin Zhiyuan, who was still stubborn yesterday, but turned into a pitiful worm today, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion that everything in the world is impermanent.

Lin Zhiyuan happily said: "It is necessary, it is necessary! The little one is willing to donate his family property and volunteer to be a servant in Fang's family."

This was a complete surrender, Lin Zhiyuan thought that Fang Xing would readily agree. Then he thought about the women in the family, thinking about which one would catch the young man's eyes more, and sent them over later.

"late!"

Fang Xing said coldly.

Since Lin Zhiyuan was so afraid that he would surrender to the Fang family as a slave, it meant that the matter had already been taken over by the palace.

According to Zhu Di's temperament, he won't let this case stop until Guanglu Temple is turned upside down.

As the instigator of this case, no matter whether Lin Zhiyuan will take responsibility or not, his future is already doomed.

These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Lin Zhiyuan burned to the ground. He mourned: "Mr. Fang, the little one is just obsessed with ghosts. He was bewitched by Miao Yuan, and that's why he coveted the first freshness. All of this They are all ordered by Miao Yuan!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Go back, you should eat and drink, if you want to kill yourself, you can at least suffer less."

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he turned around and left. Lin Zhiyuan, who was kneeling on the ground behind him, howled, "Mr. Fang, help me..." (To be continued.)